This is a song about "Guns cars death rap police"

Cocking guns, 'cuz you know i rap cocky and more,

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns,

Its soo-woo season and shawty dick teasin' now for that reason

To make jokes sound fun, im not one to rap about guns, but if i had one,

Without the sound of guns

That was my influence

Lights please, lights please

By a gang called the police

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

But according to the police

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Cause there could never be peace

U prolly the one callin police